Delays, painting, scraping and philosophy

A rainy wet day in the Holler. We were delayed this am, as Artie had to fetch the crew and supplies as well.  The crew boss now in hospital to have his gallbladder out.  We finally arrived at the house mid morning to find the family closeted in their bedroom smoking cigarettes.  The "crew leader" , unsure in his new supervisory role, was hesitant and without direction.  The DOTS kicked into action, coming up with their own work plan:  paint the living room and outside back wall.  assist with installation of insulation.  We were dismayed when two of the 4 crew spent the whole morning smoking, and standing behind the volunteers but not lifting a finger.  The family only emerged briefly for coffee, never lending a hand or offering a thank you.  Early afternoon stretched late as the painting was wrapped up and the team headed back to Beards Fork for a goodbye celebration with the after school kids.

During our trip into Oak Hill to drop off the crew , Artie and I had a long discussion about  SALS. And the Youthbuild program.  Could it be successful?  Why did some youth succeed and find jobs and others not?  Why did. SALS lose its Youthbuild grant? And would they ever get it back?

After dinner, the discussion with the DOTS turned pensive.  Frustration with the lack of participation of both the youth and the family was aired.  Frustration with SALS leadership for not having higher standards and expectations of the crews and the families.  Satisfaction with a job well done, despite all the obstacles.  Sadness for the life of so many children growing up in bleak , inadequate homes.  Most of the team felt their time was well spent, and that even a small contribution was meaningful.  The minority felt overwhelmed by the huge financial and social challenges of coal country .  Some felt that better leadership would help.  All rejoiced in the value of pulling together as a team and making new friends.  I am thankful to have had such a fabulous, positive, and energetic group of wise women.

On the family front,  I spent much of the day on the phone with Carol, the hospital and my mother.  Thanks to those of you who have expressed concern.  It was a very rough day for  Iris with pain and delirium, she seems to be doing slightly better tonight.  Carol has been her advocate, and she has been doing a great job in a challenging situation.

Tomorrow is our last day, we hope to do more painting at the school and the house.  The out to dinner for a final celebration and goodbye.  The team spreads out all over the country on Saturday.  Will be in touch again from Denver.